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I can't move.
I'm in the clutches of the dark spell my condition casts on me when I least expect it. I know the feeling all too well.
Sleep paralysis.
For hours, I'm forced to observe as my dressers turn to beasts and shadows turn to twisted monsters. Tears roll down my cheeks and pool on my pillow. Though I've experienced this countless times, the terror feels brand new as hallucinations dance across my line of vision.
I long to call the name of my closest friend. I long for her to comfort me, to be there for me until I fall asleep again in her arms.
Miki.
No luck.
MIKI.
I can feel my hair clump and stick to my face, wet with tears. My pillow feels soaked through.
Miki!
The hallucinations speed up and get closer and closer. Their twisted faces stand out in stark contrast against the dim outline of my room.
MIKI!
Finally I feel the spell break. The hallucinations disappear. My mouth flies open and her name escapes my lips. I pay no mind to the rest of my hall-mates; they must be used to it by now.
It isn't long until I hear my door open. She sits on my bed and pulls me to her with her handless forearm, stroking my hair with her remaining hand. Relishing her warmth, I bury my face in her chest and sob.
"Shhh Zu, I'm here..."
So many things could be wrong, she hardly bothers to ask anymore.
It doesn't take long until I feel myself slipping into a deep sleep. A warm sleep. The kind of sleep only the embrace of someone close to you can provide.
I am safe.